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I was back in that black and white room,but I was unable to move from the bed.

He was sitting infront, his eyes gleaming in the darkness of where he had his hand twirling with butterflies at the tip "You are so stubborn, amor"

I stare daggers at him "You have no rights to interfere in my dreams"

He grinned "There aren't any need of rights when it involves my beloved"

I feel bile rise in my throat as I snap "I am not yours!"

His eyes suddenly flash to a deadly red and I literally feel immense fear creep into me as he stares beg his eyes fall back into their usual green abd he sighs and says "I preferred it when you weren't filled of hate when you saw me. Already learning how to fight me off, aren't you?"

I was about to ask what it meant before I feel myself being sucked back into the bed and into a dark hole.... Falling, losing my breath..

Before i jerk up.

He is sitted, infront of me, and I notice that his hair is a light shade of green, like the grass when it was still....new, just a baby... Wearing a white turtleneck sweater and black troysers, crossing his legs with his hand on hus face as he stared at me strangely.

Within a span of a minute, i realise the space of the room was too impossibly big to be my room and I try to jump out of the bed before O realise I am chained to the bed.

I tug, long, then crazily, feeling it bite into.my skin and seeing little bits of blood trickle down until I find him next to me on the bed, his hand holding mine as he stares into my face...

I am suddenly frozen, breathless as he breathes on my face, his eyes putting me in a trance.

He slowly begins to look down to my hand as it bleeds as he says "You never cease to amaze me"

I am still in the trance as he carries my hand to his lips and runs his tongue over the bleeding place, starting from where it ended to where it had began...

Slowly...

I feel myself burn, like gasoline had been poured on me and he was the lighter, showing me how he could end me with just his touch...

Then when he looked up and I saw his green eyes shining like it had beem lit up and my blood on hus lips.

I lost it.

My other free hand quickly shoved him away as he staggered back, surprised as i continued trying to fre myself, the cuffs cutting me deeper as he suddenly got to me again and held my hand down and said "Stop it! Can't you see you're hurting yourself?"

"Why am I here?" I snap.

He sighs "You are safer here"

I stare, like he had suddenly grown two horns before I went back to struggling out of the cuffs as he said "Jesus, are you trying to piss me on purpose?"

He finally gives me space, movie away to the chair he had been sitting on and throwing a small key at my direction which I catch and start freeing myself from the cursed thing and letting out a sigh of relief as I get down from the bed and then freeze, realising that what I was wearing wasn't what I was wearing yesterday.

I look at him, as he is sitted on his chair, legs crossed as he stares at me, amused as I say "Where's what I wore yesterday? And... And did you.. did you change my dress?"

He shrugs "I did, but does it matter? And that was three days ago love. You had a rough .. concussion from that fall you had" Then with a sigh, he added "I did tell you to wait for me. It's like you want me chaining you down"

"Of course it bloody matters! You had no flipping rights! And.. and what do you mean .. three days ago?"

"As i said, concussion, you were pretty roughed up. I was so worried about your pretty skin, but thankfully, my garden has everything that could possibly heal anything"

I stare at him, my brain doing random calculations as I suddenly jerk up "Pops!"

Fuck, he'd be so worried!

I charge to the door, reaching for the door knob and twisting.... But it's not moving.

Locked.

The fucking dumb shit is locked!

I snap my head to him "Where's the key?"

He stares at me for a while then says "I remember when I just woke up, you know, after Eve and I had died, and I was reincarnated in my second body. I was in, um, I'm not sure, I think, Persia? And everyone was speaking a very stupid language, and I was lost, and... And I was scared... You remind me of that now"

"That's not what I bloody asked" I say.

"Rest assured, your Father is not worried about you, he's rather happy that you're not in the states in the moment" He says.

"But... But isn't this your house, in Winter Lake?"

He nods "He wouldn't like to have known that he left me in your hands and I wasn't capable of protecting you. Even when it was clearly your fault"

"Let me out" I say "Now or I'd scream and tell him you kidnapped me"

"Would you rather let him know that he was unable to protect you from the serial killer that has been going around your little town, hmmm?" He asks.

I freeze "What.. what do you mean serial killer?"

"Why do you think he's been so paranoid leaving you alone? Someone is going around killing people love" He replies "You have no idea how I felt when I found out you had left the doctors place and it was that late in the evening and finding you so...."

His eyes flash a little, like he was about to turn red again before he sighs and rubs his temple "I couldn't even wake you up... You were... I couldn't even wake you from your unconscious state. I couldn't obviously take you home or to a hospital. Your Pops would be devastated, and this is time that Winyer lake needs him, do you understand? He's a busy person now, and he can't be worrying about you all the time. Do you like being a burden?"

"Of cotrse not" I spat.

"But that's what you've been doings" He says "He's never gone on dates because he's always trying to watch out for you, and now, he's barely focusing at work because he has you also to worry about. He only calms down when I am with you, and that makes so much sense, if you ask me"

I stare at him, letting the words sink on.

Was i... Was i really a burden? I mean, i know I was a bit hard to handle sometimes but Pops never complained...

He...

I have no idea when Kim leaves his seat but I feel him wrap his around my body and speaks gently into my ear "But I can protect you from the world. Give me a chance to prove myself again Cara, I won't let you down"

The feeling is coming again...

That stupid feeling of everything tearing and fire... Like I can feel yhe beginning and the end of the world at my finger tips...

Somewhere, a phone rings.

I hear him curse lightly and unwraps his arms from my body, and I suddenly feel myself breathe freely as he picks the phone up and begins to speak in a language I cannot understand before I hear him say something with an angry growl and hangs up.

Before he can come back to me, I turn around and say "Stay away"

"Iana...."

"Just let me go" I plead "Please"

He stares at me, possibly wondering if it was worth it, to let me go before I hear the doorknob move on its own and he turns around "The house has a mind of its own, you know. When you finally want to stay in, it would never let you out, ever. Till then, Butterfly"

I do not wait another second and burst out of the room.